Mackenzie Ballbusts Her Stepbrother to Win at Wrestling 2

"What are you two doing?"

My heart stopped, it was my mother's voice, she must be home early. My stepbrother Matt and I were in the den wrestling naked, and at that moment I had his balls in my hand. He was crying out as I squeezed them, I was about to pin him and win the match.

"Uh, hi Mom, we're wrestling to decide who makes lunch today," I answered. I let go of Matt's nuts, he curled up on the floor cradling his aching balls in his hand, just quietly whimpering.

"Why are you naked?"

"Well, we used to wrestle in our underwear so we didn't wreck our clothes, but lately we've been doing it naked. It makes it easier for me to get to his testicles."

"His ... what's!?" she asked, clearly taken aback by my bluntness.

"Yeah, his balls! They're so sensitive!"

"I mean ... I know that, but, wow, that's intense. Why would you want to do that?"

"It's the only way I can win, otherwise he's too big."

Mom looked at us, obviously confused, then a smile slowly spread across her face. "So you grab his balls and win the matches?"

"Yup, since I started I haven't lost one. We've been wrestling to decide arguments since we were kids, but now he's too big for me to beat unless I can get to his balls. It evens things out."

"Matt, are you okay with this?" she asked him.

"I don't know, we've always done it, but since she started squeezing my balls it has been hard for me to win."

"He likes it, don't let him fool you. He likes getting his balls squeezed, he keeps having orgasms."

"Damn, is this what you kids are up to during the day while we're at work?"

"Well, not all day, just when we argue about things."

"And Matt always loses?" she asked incredulously.

"He always used to win, I turned the tables on him last month when I began squeezing his balls."

Mom looked confused, but then she smiled and started to laugh. "So when I walked in you were just winning another match by squeezing his balls, that sounds like fun, I'm jealous of you!"

That was an interesting thing to say, and it occurred to me that I had just won a match. Matt had to do whatever I wanted, I had an idea.

"Mom, the winner gets to make the loser do whatever they please, would you like to squeeze his balls? I would happily give my win to you."

Mom seemed to be considering it, I glanced over at Matt, his cock seemed to be even harder. He wanted it.

"I've never squeezed anyone's balls before, at least not hard. I would like to see what happens."

Matt's cock was still rock hard, he walked over and stood in front of Mom, it was an unusual sight. She lifted his cock out of her way with her left hand, reached for his balls, and tugged on them with her right hand. Then she moved her fingers around his ball sack, feeling his cords and balls. Matt had a strange look on his face, fear mixed with excitement. I watched as Mom got a grip on his balls and then absolutely flattened them into each other. Matt cried out in pain and fell into Mom. She didn't let up, Matt slid down her and dropped to the floor, and she went down with him.

"Mom! My balls!" Matt groaned loudly as she continued to squeeze them.

"It's so great, I should have done this when you were younger, I would have had you toeing the line in no time," Mom said.

"Mom, please stop, it hurts so much."

"You can take a lot more, Matt, I'm barely squeezing them." To prove her point, she tightened her grip as Matt lay on the floor. I've been tough on Matt's balls, but this was over the top. Even I felt bad for him.

"Get up, Matt," Mom said. She was tugging him up by his cock and balls, his ball sack stretched as she pulled on it. Mom lowered onto Matt's legs, her knee was between his legs. "Don't make me knee your balls, Matthew!"

"Mom, I can't, you're hurting me."

"Nonsense!" Mom's leg pulled back, then she smacked it into his balls.

"FUCK!" he cried out. "OH FUCK!" She did it again, and then again, smashing into his balls with the force of a woman who clearly didn't understand how much pain she was inflicting.

"Mom! You have to stop, that's too much," I said. She looked back at me, her knee was pushed up against Matt's balls, but she wasn't kneeing him anymore.

"Are you serious? I mean I'm barely kneeing him, I could do it way harder."

"They're more sensitive than you think, I've been playing with them, I'm telling you that's too hard."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry Matt. Are you okay?" she asked.

"My balls," he groaned.

"There, there, sweetie." As she spoke she was gently stroking his cock with one hand, and cupping his balls with her other hand. I saw the look on Matt's face, I knew what would happen next. Matt was going to cum.

"OH FUCK!" he groaned as he shot a load of cum into her hand.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Mom cried out. "Are you cumming?"

"Unnnnnh," Matt moaned, there was no doubt he was cumming, and no doubt that he would cover her hand in cum. Matt moaned quietly as he continued to empty his balls on Mom's hand.

"First it's too hard, and then you cum in my hand. You're fucked up!" she said, she drew her knee back and drove it quickly between his legs. The slap of her knee smashing into his balls sounded like a clap. A loud clap. Matt shot another load of cum as she connected, cum hit the top of her leg and dripped down onto her knee. She stood up and looked down at Matt as he spasmed on the floor below her.

"That was fucked up," she said, then turned to me. "Next time I'll call before I come home early."

"Good idea, Mom."

* * *

"I'm going to win this one, Mac! I feel strong today," Matt proclaimed. My stepbrother is always full of big talk before we wrestle, but he hasn't won a single match since I started squeezing his balls.

"Sure you are, Matt, today is your day."

"I mean it, I'm going to come out on top."

"Do you even know what you would do if you won? I don't think you have any idea."

"Oh, you bet I do, you'll pay for all the abuse you've given me this summer."

"Enough talk, let's get to it."

The two of us headed down to the family room, we always wrestle there because the carpet is nice and soft. We wrestle naked, it makes it easier for me to get his balls, and he is such a pervert that he wants to get at my breasts. Fine with me, I'll win the match and make him pay. We both took off our clothes, Matt stared at my breasts as I pulled my bra off, his cock was erect before we even started. It always is.

We got down on our knees, hands on each other's shoulders, and Matt counted us off. "One, Two, Three..." Matt lunged forward, trying to catch my leg in his arm, I swung out of his way and he flipped me onto my back. Matt is way stronger than me, if he didn't have balls I would never win. I looked for a way to strike or grab them, but I didn't see any opening.

"I've got you now, I'm going to pin you," he exclaimed.

"Good luck," I grunted as I twisted out from under him, he jumped onto me again, and this time my leg was between his. I slammed my leg up and into his balls, mashing them into his body.

"OOOOOF!" he grunted, it was a good hit, but Matt was still on his hands and knees above me. Unfortunately for him, my leg was still between his. He squeezed my wrists in his hands, it hurt a bit, but I would get even. I slammed my shin into his balls, and then again and again, just wailing on his balls.

"FUUUUUCK!" he moaned, but he took it for a long time before he collapsed on top of me, I flipped him over on his back. He was weaker from having his balls beaten. I easily grabbed his balls in my hand, and I began squeezing.

"Not ... this ... time ..." he wheezed, I squeezed them harder, mashing them flat against each other. He moaned in pain but didn't tap out. I tugged his balls up in the air, soon I would have him pinned. It was already over, he just didn't know it.

"I've got you now, you're going to lose once again," I chided him.

And then, to my amazement, he slowly rolled onto his side, pushed me onto my back, and got on top of me. I still had his balls in my hand, somehow he was toughing it out. He put his hands on my shoulders and held them to the mat, I squeezed his balls as hard as I could.

"OHHHH! FUCK!" he cried out, but he held onto my shoulders. "One ... Two ... Three! You're pinned!"

I couldn't believe it, he won. How did he do it?

"You can let go of my balls now, please!"

"Oh, uh, sorry," I said. I let his balls free, he sat on top of me. "Now what?"

"Well, for starters, I want you to suck my balls, they're killing me."

"No way!"

"You lost, you know our rules."

Fuck, he had me, I've been abusing him with the same rules all summer, the loser has to do whatever the winner wants. I lay on my back as he worked his way up over my face, his balls were obviously sore and red.

"Just for a minute, Mac, they hurt so much."

He dropped his balls into my mouth, I did what I had to do. I licked them gently, then I sucked on them, they felt warm on my tongue. I knew I had done a number on them, but I still had no idea how he won. I hated to admit it to myself, but I kind of liked sucking on his balls, though part of me was tempted to bite down on them. I tried to make him feel better. I was gentle and soft with his balls, and after a few minutes, he pulled them out of my mouth.

"I've been thinking about this for a long time, I knew I would win someday," he said.

"What are we going to do?"

"Well, first, I'm going to make you orgasm."

I looked at him quizzically, he slowly made his way down my body. He kissed my breasts, and then my stomach. Soon his tongue was licking my clit, softly and gently, just like I had done with his balls.

"Ohhhh, Matt, what are you doing? You won!"

"Mmmmmm."

He continued to suck and lick my clit, it felt so good, I didn't want to cum, but I couldn't stop myself. It built slowly and then suddenly washed over me with a real power. "YES!" I cried out, it was almost too much, my pussy felt so good, I pushed it into Matt's mouth and wrapped my legs around his head.

Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Matt stopped and lifted his head up from my pussy. He pushed my legs up and apart, then he climbed up on top of me and slid his cock into my pussy.

"Matt, you ... shouldn't ... oh fuck ... YES!" His big cock made my pussy so wet and hot as he slid it into me, we shouldn't do this, but fucking hell. "OH MY GOD!" I cried out, Matt hammered my pussy with his big cock, I could feel his balls slap against my body with each stroke. It had to be hurting him, he just grunted with each strike and kept at it. His face was getting red, he was breathing heavily, and I was too. Another wave of orgasm washed over me, I gasped for air, Matt saw it and pushed deep into my pussy.

"Mmm ... Mackenzie can you... squeeze them?" he asked.

"You want me to squeeze your balls? Now?" He must really like it, they have to be so sore. I reached for them and took them in my fingers.

"Yes. Please, please squeeze my balls!"

The excitement of having his balls in my hand again made me almost laugh, I compressed his balls flat between my fingers.

"OOOOOOOH FUCK!" he groaned loudly as he began to orgasm, filling me with his warm cum. He continued to pound away at my pussy as we both orgasmed together, we rocked back and forth in unison as we both finished. It was exquisite. It was wrong too, but it felt so good, I had always wanted to do it. We continued fucking for another minute or two, it was over but we didn't want to stop, finally, he rolled off me and lay next to me.

"Matt, we can't do that again."

"I know, but we had to do it once. I knew it would be amazing."

"Spectacular."

"Incredible."

"Mind-blowing."

"Maybe once more?"

"I'll wrestle you for it..."